ADRIFT

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JOURNAL # 41

cold black void
I feel you to my core
eternal abyss
swallow me not
shadows of what I know will
likely never be
chase my heart now
to its very last beat
loss is my sworn enemy
'Adrift'
in the nothingness
I cry..............
(Nov. 30, 2014 905pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

was feeling down this poem helped cover that wound.

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